We’re s- so very small, in the end.
The first bullet hit me from behind, where my mask offered no coverage, and I slowly toppled. The second hit me before I could fall, before there could be any pain.
—Worm: Speck 30.7
What had happened? I remembered asking... strongly asking Panacea to break my powers. I remembered definitely not asking the world's heroes and villains to unite their power to fight against Scion. I remembered winning. I remembered... things. Bits and pieces, disjointed images and feelings and oh god how close had Scion been--
I remembered... I remembered...
We're so very small, in the end...
I remembered her.
Fucking Contessa.
Because of course that walking mass of human-shaped unfairness was alive after all this shit, and she'd done... had she--
Had she shot me?
Huh.
She had. In the head, too.
—I Woke Up As a Dungeon, Now What?: Discovery 1.1